I am regretting my 4:00 am meltdown, when I woke up and sobbed over having to go back to this old man. I’m here now. I showed up at 7:00 am and gave him a bed bath. As I was putting on his new t shirt, I realized I forgot to wash his right arm. His daughter came into the room right before she left for work and said, “Oh wow! You’re CLEAAANNNNN!!” While touching his right arm! I definitely didn’t tell her I forgot that arm. One of her main gripes about other caregivers was that they didn’t want to do bed baths. I am not saying I believe that or I don’t, but I’d need to hear the other side of the story. While it is a compliment to have your boss call you the damage control, but I really don’t have it in me to be.
On a brighter note, I have another “free 15 minute consultation” with a therapist tomorrow at 1:15 pm. In the past, these have been nightmares for me, because it seems like so many of them had little minor-seeming reasons why they didn’t want to see me, calling each one of them”specialties”. But this lady has enough information about her online that I’m already comfortable with her. She also has some key things in common with me. So we’ll see. I’m trying not to think she’s too badass because if she doesn’t “think we’ll be a good fit” then I’m going to be so disappointed again. These always feel like extreme job interviews.
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